3: Video

[fuglyslut]

[Repo Filter]

[In this universe, Regina George is one of the notorious Queen Bees of GeneCo. Both a Repo and a client, she's had almost as many surgeries as kills, and she's happy to show off either. What's the point if you're not the best, right? And what's the point of being the best if absolutely everyone doesn't know about it?

Right now, she's broadcasting from her apartment, which is easily as lavish as her Barge bedroom. The general color scheme is black and white instead of pink and red, and she, too, has busted out the darker part of her wardrobe and a new nose, chin, stomach, breasts, ears... but otherwise, it's pure Regina, through and through.

As always, she's smiling sweetly. More or less.]

This is just to let you all know that since you can't stop talking my ear off over the network and making buddies with the latest batch of meat-puppets, I'm officially Bored as Shit, and Lua and I are going to be taking over your contracts if you can't get it together. Because some of us are rock stars.

Love you all! Bye!

[Private to Satsuki]

Sweetie, can you run a search for me on all contracts that are still outstanding? [Ultimately, this will include Gaeta, SORRY GAIUS.]

[Private to Lua, forward-dated to post-Dracula]

Okay, seriously, where are you? I'm giving you like, one more hour to call me back, and then I'm calling up that little junkie freak Morgana and asking if she wants to be my partner.

Morgana, Lua.

And I'm serious, I'll do it, so you'd better call me the hell back.

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[fuglyslut]

[That's a pretty sick burn, and Vasilia gets the reward of seeing Regina flinch, briefly annoyed, before a much colder smile settles back on her plasticky face.]

Cute. Is it true what they said about the dog line? I heard they couldn't find any shar peis, so they asked you to donate.

Only port where Vasilia will ever have this skill

[no_fastolfe]

Oh, sweetheart, you shouldn't listen to what people say. Why, someone told me you applied to the Genterns and were rejected for overqualification.

[fuglyslut]

What's with the attitude today, Vasilia? Did one of your only friends-- oops, sorry, I mean experiments-- finally rot away on you?

[no_fastolfe]

We are almost due to release new versions of the entire digestive tract, and I'm being sent out to the field. Again.

[She's also convinced that you sent an assassin after her, but really, that's just another day of work.]

[fuglyslut]

[Pffft, she's too busy being awesome to bother with the rest of you peons unless it brings her some kind of personal gain.]

Well, no one really expects you to be that good at the second part, but try to get the first one right. The last thing I need is some random puking on my shoes.

[no_fastolfe]

Darling, the Repo R&D trauma tests don't cover exposure to your shoes. We can't certify them against that kind of nauseating stimulus.

[No, the handsome one with the highly symmetrical face? She's sure you sent him.]

[fuglyslut]

[Not this time, Queen Paranoia. Although hey, if that guy wants to meet up...]

Well, if they didn't gag when you opened your mouth, I'm probably safe. [That one was too easy, Vas, pick it up.]

When she gets back aboard she won't know what any of this even means

[no_fastolfe]

Oh, have you started being safe? I thought you just replaced it when you caught something.

And yet, a lifelong enemy!

[fuglyslut]

You're reaching, sweetie.

[Her watch buzzes and she glances down at it with a smile.] Oh, look. I'm actually wanted somewhere. Have fun in the staph factory!

It will be glorious

[no_fastolfe]

I've never been there, dear, but quite a lot of people tell me it's lovely.

Do have fun. It's so nice that there's a job for everyone.